Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. The decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18, or, in some places, 21. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with this, as they...
Thankfully, the trial was little more than a formality. I walked from the courthouse a free man, albeit a man with a heavy cloud over his head. I was cleared of the grievous bodily harm of my girlfriend by a jury of five men, four women and three non-binaries. The accusation levelled at me by the prosecution was that I had set out to purposely and maliciousl...
Kelly was a quiet, submissive girl that you'd often consider the type you'd meet at the library. Soft-spoken, eager to please, jovial but plain. Mousey hair in a neat ponytail on a pale, thin figure. Not the type you'd notice quickly. Not the type that stood out or demanded attention. By no means unattractive but not the type that would make your jaw drop. S...
Let me first tell you about the legendary Bacchantes of ancient Greek mythology. They were nymphs or even mortal women thought to be possessed. As they gathered in moonlit groves, they indulged in drinking and having sex, turning wild and murdering men, tearing the flesh off their limbs and eating it. Ah, well... Beloved daughter. A story of blood and ma...
For college students, the mid-seventies proved to be a confusing and difficult time as suddenly, after watching the flower children and student activists so successfully protest the war in Viet Nam and seemingly change the world, when the time came to grab the torch and continue the revolution there suddenly was no real issue to gather and protest. America's...
This is my second installment of this story. This story will get a little dark because it pulls from personal experiences. I hope this does not turn you away and if anything, encourages you to read more into this. A lot of you will notice I have switched it from first person to third person. It just made for an easier moment to kind of fade in the back groun...
She got out of the shower naked, her favorite purple towel wrapped around her hair on top of her head, and like that she walked across the hardwood floors towards her bedroom. Quickly, she peeked around the corner to see if Michael was still sleeping. Then, she opened a drawer next to her bed and started to put on panties and a brown bra. While she put the b...
Warning: though consensual, this story deals with elements that may be too dark for some readers. If that's not your thing, don't read it. Authors note: the following is a spin-off of a previous story, a fictitious ad called "Terrorize me". ***** I laid in bed stroking the wetness between my legs. I had recently posted my availability for breeding and was...
I am your damage control. Do you know what it is like? To get that phone call in the middle of the night from a woman who is falling into her own personal pit of hell? To hear the anguish in her voice and know you cannot help? To get in the car and drive as fast as you can with disregard for speed limits or personal safety? Just to get to her side and all t...
"A Nightmare on Elm Street" is a low-budget horror movie from 1984. In my opinion, it's *the* classic teen-slasher movie. I've kept the same main characters but taken some liberties with the plot. The teenagers in this story may seem quite naive but bear in mind its set in much more innocent times, back in the 80s before the internet and mobile phones, sex...